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Saturday, December 6, 2008

'Tis the Season???

If I hear Burl Ives singing "Holly, Jolly Christmas" one more time, I am going to pull his beard out whisker by whisker......oh, wait, he's no longer with us. Sorry. I had the day off yesterday. One would think that a day off is for resting. Not so. I began by cleaning the second floor. I then did some running around (a Pittsburgh expression) as soon as the stores opened so that I could beat the rush. Success. Came home and began to call Verizon about a problem with my bill. DON'T EVER BUNDLE WITH VERIZON. This was the second day I had been dealing with them...unsuccessfully, may I add. One can not find the right number to call and all of the numbers that Verizon gives you are wrong. One only finds this out AFTER you have been on hold for 21 minutes...count them...21 minutes, minimum. After two days, the problem is still not resolved, because now, they won't even answer their phone. It rings until it disconnects. I gave up and began to drag Christmas decorations from the attic. Put up the fake tree, threw some lights on it and went to watch Judge Judy. Mippy, Bean, Monkeyboy, Sprout and Buzz came then to help decorate the tree. Oh, my, what great fun! "There are too many red balls here." "Well, they aren't mine." "Yes, they are." "Are not." "Well, just move them." "Can't, they aren't mine." "Her pile of gifts are higher than my pile of gifts." The angel on the top of the tree is 25 years old. It's face was made from an eggshell, which has since broken. Cookies and hot chocolate topped off the evening. Kids being silly for pictures, excited about what was to come in a few weeks. Monkeyboy's last remark as he walked out the door was "Don't take that angel down." I won't, Monkeyboy. I promise.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

I think the angel is falling.

Cathy said...

I am laughing hysterically. It's a lovely tree and everyone did a great job of decorating, but boy, those comments from the kids sound oh so familiar. It is a lovely angel, faceless and all. And you have a white couch? Brave soul, you are, Mia. Are those my presents under the tree?

Jessica said...

I am already sick of Christmas music, how sad is that? Can they not intersperse it with regular programming? We are putting up our tree today. It's a real one, needles and sap and all that good stuff. I love having the tree, it looks so pretty at night all lit up. I can't see the angel's face very well, but if it is 25 years old, you can't get rid of it!

Ben said...

It looks as the angel is taking a nose dive. Is that the way her face got smashed? Very nice tree, Mia. I have an artificial tree also. After the New Year, I just pick it up, take it to the spare bedroom, cover it with a sheet and let it rest-all decorated. That way, the following year, I just take off the sheet and carry it down to the living room. Makes life much easier.

ginger said...

Yes, I miss those Christmases with young ones around. It was always an adventure, hiding gifts, trimming the tree and seeing those faces light up.
Our tree is up and decorated. It is a real one that Skipper and I chop down. That's a leftover tradition that we used to do with our kids and grandkids so now we carry on alone.

Bill said...

Leave it to a bachelor. We do the same, Ginger. Go out and cut it down, drag it to the car, throw it on the roof and take it home for decorating. It is a tradition that we started when our first born was pulled on one sled and the tree on another! Pretty tree mia, though the angle does look a little crooked.

Witty Kitty said...

Not so easy being an Angel. Sitting up there, hair probably getting stuck to the ceiling. But the smell of freshly cut evergreen is heavenly!

And A SHEET, Benji? We need to talk.

Ben said...

It's a fake tree, Kitty, it doesn't smell like evergreen. What's wrong with a sheet? It's a clean one. At least when I put it on the tree it is. It does tend to get a bit dusty over the 12 months. Better practice that cheering, Kitty, you didn't do so well today.